Gender: Female Location: in the deepest
darest
corner
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hey every one ..i know i know i promised i wouldnt come back but i ......i might be having a few changes here and there and i have never forgoten my freinds here ... like cold fire and mistah devil and feanor
you guys have always suported my i just thought i'd leave you with one last stand right ...well ok
i stand upon the wreckage of what we were
and i wonder how it feels
dose it even count as real
have we all lost our minds
in the land of the surreal
is it all lost to me
am i done pretending?
could you have left me now
but it was going so well
and behind my eyes
i see the fualt that isnt you
could i have possibly prevented
my ink filled tears
have written you the lines
and of death and life which one could i have chosen
to be with you
the more i thought that it was real
the more i would pretend
to leave you out of me
to prolong your misary
is this becuase
this is how you made me
if i had never held you close
i would have never had to let go
but its all done now
why cant i let go
of what i thougth once was
between me and you
could you have loved me more?
could you have loved me more?
im sorry maybe i hsouldnt have coem back but ..this is the las poem ill write here ..i hope you like it
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hate me becuase i cant love you
i'm sorry...i didn't mean to. it's just that after we had met that day at 3rd St. and the Promenade, i've always been there for you. don't you remember the good time we had, when we sat at the coffee place next to the magazine stand. and then we went to that little quaint old book store and saw that old book of poems by Keats and the guy wanted to sell it to us for a hundred dollars. and then later that night we went strolling on Santa Monica pier and rode on the ferris wheel. then we went to the edge of the pier and listened to the waves and the seagulls cry and the sun set. then we got drunk underneath the pier and talked and laughed about nothing and we felt a connection? remember that? i was always your friend Maddy. all i want is to see you smile one last time.
*note...none of this happened...but then, who's to say it didn't.
You... you're leaving us again?? That sucks... but I wish you good luck and good fortune then my dear We'll miss you lots. Your poetry is wonderful, and so are you.